I was so nervous to get weighed in today. I'm so ridiculous that I wear the exact same outfit every Thursday when I go to JC. Come on now, I'm not trying to have .1,2,3 pounds etc. affect my weight loss for the week. When I got on the scale I had lost almost a pound. My first reaction was that I was relieved. I thought it was going to say I'd gained. Then I thought about it a little more and became frustrated because it had been two weeks since I'd been because last week we had a snowstorm. That's two weeks of working hard for not even a whole pound of weight lost. Again, I'm very grateful that I lost and not gained but I just feel so angry at my body. I knew it was going to be a difficult journey after being pregnant but I had no idea how difficult. My Mom mentioned that maybe I should see a counselor for better coping skills but here's what I told her: I have no problem talking to someone. I'm extremely open about my feelings. In fact, when I suffered from bulemia I went to see someone until I thought I had a better handle on the sickness and my feelings. But, this time is different. I'm angry at my body for sprinkling a little parmesan on my spaghetti and gaining a pound. I'm angry that I drink a diet coke and gain a pound. I'm angry period. If I went off the JC like I did right after delivering AND I was breastfeeding which is supposed to help the weight loss I had started to gain and I think it would happen if I went off it again. That is not right. When I'm working SO HARD at following the program so strictly it shouldn't be like this. I can see someone for coping skills but why when I can't just be me, eat healthy, small portions and occasionally enjoy a treat without gaining drastically?. I'll still be pissed and working hard to pretty much just maintain. More on my frustrations tomorrow...